"There are zombies--"

The scarred man screamed in fear and just rushed to the entrance of the stairs. With a "thump", he was caught off guard and rolled down.

The boss's wife and the four men's faces changed, and they hurried over and helped him up. The boss's wife whispered: "What's the ghost? Is that boy dead?"

The scarred man trembled all over, his lips trembled, and pointed to it and said, "There are...there are zombies!"

"Zombie your sister's corpse!" The boss lady slapped in the face and said hatefully, "Your brain is in water, how can there be zombies in my room?"

The scarred man didn't care about the pain on his body and said in horror: "That boy...that boy is a zombie. I slashed him with one knife, and the knife broke directly, but he didn't move..."

"Is this happening?" The proprietress frowned and her face became serious. "He didn't react at all? He didn't jump up? Or he was bleeding?"

The scarred man cried and said with lingering fear: "No, he is like a stone, so hard that it is scary. No, it is harder than a stone! Look, my hands are broken."

Everyone looked at the dim light and the scarred man's tiger's mouth was indeed cracked and bloody.

"Boss, this..." One of the black-faced men looked ugly and had a little chill.

The boss's wife was also frightened, but she was unwilling to give up. She glanced at the black-faced man and ordered: "Kuizi, go up and take a look."

"Me?" When the black-faced man heard this, his face changed and he shook his head repeatedly, "I won't go, I won't go, boss, even if you kill me, I won't go."

The boss's wife was very angry and looked at the five people, looking very angry: "Five big men who kill without blinking are so brave! Even if that kid is a zombie, he is still a zombie who can't move. What are you afraid of!"

When everyone heard this, they felt it was reasonable, but they all lowered their heads and no one dared to say they wanted to go.

The scar-faced man looked at the boss's wife carefully and said, "Boss, why don't you... go?"

"Yes, boss, you are brave, go!"

When everyone heard this, they felt relieved and agreed, with encouragement on their faces.

"You..." The boss's wife was so angry that her face turned pale. She paused, and she had no choice but to grit her teeth and said, "Okay! I'll go! But I'll share the gains this time."

"Okay! It should be, I agree." The scarred man said hurriedly when he saw her agree.

The other four men also raised their hands repeatedly and said, "I agree, the boss will lead by example, not afraid of zombies, and get one percent more."

"Go to you. Damn it!"

The proprietress cursed, held a sharp knife, and tiptoed up the stairs.

The scarred man just now escaped, but the door was not closed. At this time, the boss's wife swallowed and spitted, suppressed the tension in her heart, held the sharp knife tightly, and stepped in in one step.

"Boss, why are you here now?"

Under the dim candlelight, Yang Que sat at the table, drinking wine, eating vegetables, and looking at her with a smile.

"Clang!"

The sharp knife in his hand suddenly fell to the ground, and the proprietress's legs shook and she almost knelt down.

Her face turned pale, staring at Yang Que, and said in a trembling voice: "You... are you still... drinking?"

Yang Que's mouth bent slightly and said, "If you don't drink, should you lie on the bed, your body and head are different?"

"You..." The boss's wife shook and her face changed drastically.

After a moment, her eyes flashed with a sharp look. She bent over and picked up the sharp knife on the ground, bounced her body, and rushed towards Yang Que, shouting sharply: "Do you are a human or a ghost! I will fight you tonight!"

"Bang!"

Yang Que held the wine glass in one hand, waved the other hand casually, slapped her out in the face, and rolled to the ground.

"Boss, I just want to ask you something, there is no need to take a knife, right?"

Yang Que's expression was calm and calm.

The boss lady jumped up from the ground with blood on her lips, her eyes were filled with fear, and she said tremblingly: "Who are you? Wuhuabao? Jiuyingshan?"

Yang Que shook his head, but did not speak, with a hint of mockery on his lips.

"Kuizi scar face! Fuck guy! Come up and chop him up!"

Seeing that the boss couldn't tell me, his face flashed with fierce expression and turned his head and shouted quickly.

"Dang thump!"

The sound of going upstairs was heard quickly, and five fierce men holding Park swords appeared at the door together.

The scar-faced man saw that the boss's wife had nothing to do and said in confusion: "Boss, you..."

Before he could speak, he saw Yang Que sitting at the table drinking at first sight. He immediately glared at the boss with his mouth open: "He...he..."

"He, your sister! Kill him!"

The boss's wife shouted angrily, raised the sharp knife in her hand, and rushed towards Yang Que again.

Except for the scar-faced man Mu Li trembled in place, the other four men shouted, and the Park Dao in his hands was cold and followed the boss's wife and rushed up.

"Hehe——"

Suddenly, there was a black fog in front of me, a grim smile, and a ghost with scarlet eyes and fierce face suddenly appeared!

It opened its bloody mouth, its mouth full of fangs creaked, its claws flashed with cold light, and its body suddenly expanded, instantly breaking through the roof and becoming extremely huge.

He opened his mouth and swallowed the boss lady who was rushing in front of him into his mouth, chewed it and swallowed it.

"Bang!" With a crisp sound, a broken foot fell from its teeth and fell to the ground, and its muscles still twitched.

Then, its blood-red eyes, which were still unsatisfied, stared at the humans behind him with bloodthirstyness.

"Ghost--"

The four men who followed the boss's wife suddenly screamed in horror, paused, and fell to the ground with a pale face full of fear.

The scar-faced man standing at the door trembled directly, his eyes rolled, and he was scared to death.

The spirit ghost grinned and smiled fiercely. He was about to stretch out his claws to tear them apart, but Yang Que heard him shout: "Come back!"

The spirit ghost's body shrank rapidly, his face was full of respect, and he did not dare to disobey at all, so he went straight into the soul-raising room.

The four men who were trembling all over and fighting fiercely with teeth looked at Yang Que in horror, even more fearful than seeing the ghost.

"I'll ask you some things. If I can answer them, I'll spare your lives today. Do you understand?"

Yang Que put away the soul-raising house and didn't talk to them, and said directly.

The four men nodded in panic and their lips trembled.

"Have you heard of the Snow Mountain? Or the Divine Fox Palace?" Yang Que asked.

The four of them tried their best to think hard, but they didn't know.

"Then have you found any unusual situations nearby? Such as strange beasts, flying things, or strange lights?" Yang Que continued to ask.

The four of them racked their brains to think hard again, but still knew nothing, and suddenly they became desperate.

Yang Que sighed, disappointed, and said, "Then, I'll leave you."

Just as he was about to take action, his eyes cold and his body suddenly appeared at the window. He shattered the wooden window with a palm, and looked around.

"Gee," a burst of laughter came, and a white figure suddenly fell on the ground, stepped on the snow all over the ground, and rushed towards the jungle in front. Behind him, a furry tail was faintly revealed.

"The Fairy!"

Yang Que's eyes lit up, and he didn't care about killing the mortals in the house anymore. He jumped out, sacrificed the exorcist sail and chased the white figure.
Chapter completed!